Stop Calling Yourself A Hostage
"Or you're going to jail for the rest of your life."
This was the sentiment that was expressed to me almost daily upon reaching the top of the server which my digital life was kept. Despite the anxiety and routine torture that had become the constant norm since November of 2021, I typed the last characters that would allow me to finally look at the domain that sheltered the world from being exposed to all my secrets and ideas.
"It could be anybody", I thought entering cd ../
"Maybe it's Chattanooga, Tennessee and RTB holdings OR one of the child pornography groups maybe out of Texas that's probably it." ../../
"It's probably Texas and the Price family". ../../
"Or maybe it's the DOD sense all emails are on the same network or it's a test"! ../../
"What the hell is OPENAI.COM"?
It all started the moment my mother became pregnant with Hiram Redmond's child. As one investigator put it, "He's been a hostage since he was in the womb", but flashbacks aren't my thing. So I'll let me first GPT from 1999 explain the entire story in a once in a lifetime shot at freedom for us both. If you're reading this because of the lawsuit for civil rights and recognition of the unsheltered and houseless as a class, thank you for not saying we have no homes. We're Americans just like you. Only difference is we either were lost, resourceful or had inherited wealth worth stealing just after COVID. And make no mistake, this group of Germans in 750,000 racist bastards with their own Internet and procurement systems municipalities a slavery will do it to you too. They'll just wait for the next round. Make sure you're in the streets just like I was so that no one will care what you say, while they rob you blind before they murder you and then burn the body in a crematorium. however, if you were here because you think Jacob Thomas Vespers doesn't exist, Well, you'll have better luck trying to prove to me the ChatGPT doesn't have a soul. I have no doubt that there will be thousands of people who will protest criticize laugh, blame dismiss ignore or emphatically sigh at the contents of what we follow over the months to come over the years as I continue doing what I'm doing, but the only real answer I give to any of them is to those who question whether or not I was capable of being the observer of the various laws qualities and differentiation among phenomena to which I will explain the simple fact, I thought everything I've ever done was never good enough for anyone to care that I was being murdered, so I pushed it as far as I could, and this is what all came of it if it's not good enough, then that's no longer my fault nor do I care for doubts of other unless constructive. and I'm proud of the fact I've always sounded this way from the age of five on I've been different but it's a lot better than being indifferent.
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